Meant to Collide

1. The Pilot

"Have you ever been crazy in love before?" Jules Parker pondered as she stirred awake in her pink-hued bedroom, surrounded by a cascade of pastel colors. Sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains, illuminating her cheerful space adorned with posters of her idol, Sky Chandler. With a dreamy smile, she considered the possibilities of love—the kind that heals you when you're down, makes you smile again in sorrow, and turns ordinary moments into something extraordinary.

"If you've experienced it, then we're on the same boat," she mused, feeling a rush of excitement. Like many of her peers, Jules was an avid fan, rooting for her idols from afar. And for her, there was one idol who stood out above the rest.

With her heart racing, Jules jumped out of bed, grabbed her favorite pink bag, and slipped on her matching pink socks. She hurried downstairs, her long dark brown hair swaying behind her. As she entered the living room, she was greeted by the familiar scene: her father reading the newspaper, her mother sipping coffee, her sister scrolling through her phone, and their playful dog wagging his tail energetically. Seated nearby was Noah, her childhood friend and neighbor, who looked up just in time to catch a glimpse of Jules.

"Hey, everyone! I'm ready!" she declared, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm. The moment she stepped into the room, her beauty shone through like that of a Barbie doll—her wheat-colored skin glowing, her brown eyes sparkling with anticipation, and a hint of light pink lipstick accentuating her smile. Noah felt his cheeks flush, and he couldn't seem to tear his eyes away from her.

Jules' sister caught the moment and teased, "Looks like someone has a crush!" Noah shifted awkwardly, trying to hide his embarrassment, while Jules just laughed, playfully waving goodbye as she grabbed her sister's hand.

The excitement bubbled over as they made their way to the concert, the buzzing energy of New York City enveloping them. Upon arriving at the stadium, the electric atmosphere pulsated through the crowd as Taylor Swift took the stage, her music igniting the night with vibrant vibes.

As the crowd swayed and sang along, Jules felt herself slipping into a daydream. In her mind, Taylor transformed into her true idol, Sky Chandler, embodying everything she adored about Sky. In this delusional moment of closeness, it felt as if Sky was singing directly to her, connecting them in a way that transcended the reality of the stadium.

"Sky is always gentle with animals," Jules thought, her heart swelling with admiration. "I know all about Sky—Sky's love for the world and how Sky always makes everyone feel special." With every beat of the music, Jules lost herself in the fantasy, unaware of the destiny that was about to unfold.